2017-03-19 - spike - Oh god what a suit 11

Author: spike
Title: Oh, god, what a suit! 11
Date: 19 March 2017

They took blank to the playroom that morning and immediately began assessing its pain and bondage tolerance in the same way Alpha had with four the week before.

Blank surprised four no end. It turned out to be more of a masochist than he was, loving every single thing that they did to it.

Blank’s fitness was assessed, four excelled at beating his previous bests in the gym, the boxing match between four and blank resulted in blank winning and having to fight Alpha. In that one, Alpha won, barely.

They watched the latest porno provided by Master Q, four sitting on the floor on Alpha’s left, blank on his right. Alpha stroking each of their heads. God, even that was a pleasure for them. The suits enhancing it immensely.

Once that was finished, Alpha taught four everything about the fob. How to select a slave from a list. How to select a function. The intensity of said function before hitting the big button meaning “Send”. The moment he got it, he urged blank into the mirror room.

First he ran through each of the levels, asking blank to describe them.

One, a mild barely perceptible tingle. Two, bit stronger. Three. Pleasant enough. It took until level seven before he got the result he’d experienced on three.

“Bloody hell. Either I’m fucking sensitive or you’re made of stone, blank! Now, stand straight. I want you to experience this.”

Four turned on the UV, activated the plug on level six and retired to a safe distance for an hour. When he turned it and the UV off, blank sank to his knees.

Four handed him the laptop. “Oh my god times a thousand sir! I… Thanks, sir. God. I.” He gripped four tight, then returned to the laptop. “Any doubts, gone forever, sir.”
* * * * *
“So, how is it Alpha?”

“I believe blank wishes to have a word this time, sir.”

“We’re making a habit of this, aren’t we? But the last proved very valuable, so very well.”

“Sir. Thank you. This is what I’ve always dreamed of and now I’m living it. Number four described it perfectly sir. First two days, hell. Now he’s in heaven. My arse is still a little sore but I’m beginning to think of it the same way, sir. And after four put me on level six pleasure for an hour earlier… I swear I’ll never let you down, sir. By the time I’m ready for work, I’ll probably feel the same as four, sir.”

“Level six, four? After what you went through on level three?!”

“I went through them, sir. Until it described the sensations I’d got. As I said to it, either I’m very sensitive or it’s made of stone sir. Judging by the fact it got a pleasant tingle from three… I’d go with the former, sir.”

“Very good work. And I like your attitude, blank, but then, you were a willing slave from the start unlike number four. Extra display cases will be delivered tomorrow, all equipped with the pressure pad, Alpha. From Tuesday, for the rest of the week, blank, exactly the duties four performed. Mannequin duty by day, cleaning by night.”

“Thank you, sir.”

“How would you feel about performing the same service for me as four does?”

“Signalling when a friend walks past who I think deserves to join us sir?”

“Yes, blank.”

“I… I’ll tell you after my first duty, sir. It’s still very new to me. Is that OK sir?”

“Acceptable, blank. Anything more, Alpha?”

“Couple of things, sir. We assessed blank in the dungeon in the same way I assessed four. Turns out it didn’t have any dislikes sir! None.”

“Good lord. So, how long before it’s ready for delivery, Alpha?”

“It is still only a few days since it’s capture, Sir. I’d say give it at least a couple of weeks for it to settle into the routine and become accustomed to our expectations. Even four’s only been here a week after all.”

“Very well. And the other thing?”

“Four’s idea, sir. I mentioned to him when I took him that once he was transferred to you, there would likely be no opportunity to communicate. Four took that on board and blank has agreed. Once work begins for it, no laptop access for a week. Experience life as just that, a blank. An object. It even said it’s almost looking forward to it, sir.”

“I approve. More. I make it an order. That way it cannot be avoided or backed out of. No laptop access for blank for one week beginning on Tuesday. Blank?”

Blank reached for the keyboard again.

“Yes, sir?”

“A command for you now. And a question. The question first.”

“Yes, sir?”

“How would you best explain your disappearance? Four’s suicide note was a master-stroke. You will need one too. When you have devised it, you will write a letter to your family to explain it just as four did. It doesn’t need to be suicide but it does need to be something that they’ll believe.”

“And the command, sir?”

“You will provide me with every internet password, every bank account number and pin. Every piece of personal information you can think of that will be relevant to us. Your money will be drained from your accounts just as four’s was. Your social media will be examined and comments placed indicating the reason behind your disappearance. You are after all my property until such a time as I sell you. From then on, you will belong to your new Master for life.”

“Yes, sir. I’ve been thinking about that, sir. After four mentioned his note I realised I’d need something similar.”

“And your idea, blank?”

“Tell them the truth sir. With a twist.”

“Go on.”

“I never came out to them, but I think they suspected I was gay, sir. Tell them everything. About my search for a Master. My wish to be a slave for life and now I’ve found one. The only lie being that the Master in question is in eastern Europe and he’s arranged for my transport in a shipping container. I will never be permitted any interaction with my previous life and they’ll never see me again, sir. Maybe post that letter from Poland, Sir.”

There was a long pause. “Number four?”

“Yes, sir.”

“It’s not only you who impresses me. I just hope the rest of your friends impress me as much.”

“I doubt that Sir. I imagine there’s going to be a lot of punishment involved before they bow down to you, Sir. Blank has always wanted to be a slave. Ever since he heard such things existed ten years ago, sir.”

“How old are you both?”

“Twenty six, sir.”

“Blank. Your enslavement was entirely willing, correct?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Then there can be no legal repercussions from my enslavement of you?”

“None sir. I’m living the dream sir. I’d never want it any other way, sir.”

“Alpha, I’ll be sending you another package. It should arrive soon containing a vest and hood similar to the one four now wears. Put them on blank using the same instructions. Ensure everything is correctly placed before curing. Blank. I name you number six. You will be marked as such. You’ll join me and remain my personal property for life.”

four typed frantically on his tablet and then grabbed six and gave him a huge hug. “Oh god. Congratulations. We’re brothers now!”

six’s head sagged.

“What’s wrong? Why’s your head dropped like that?”

He tapped into the Skype window. “I… I was just really looking forward to that slave auction.”

Master Q chuckled. “You will do as I say, six. But I will offer you up for auction on a temporary basis on occasion. How does that sound?”

“Oh god, thank you sir! I get to go through it more than once now! That’s even better, sir.” Six immediately dropped down to the thank you pose.

Alpha smiled. “Sir, what should I do with suit number six in storage?”

“Wait until it’s filled, you’ll receive a hood with a seven on it that can be placed on the person who occupies it during initial processing. Do it when he’s in the chair.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Object training for six still stands but as it will no longer be able to speak, I’ll expect your answer concerning your friends once laptop privileges have been restored. Q out.”

“So why am I six, not five, Sir?”

“Oh, that’s obvious from where I’m sitting. I’m four and I suspect Master Q is never one to go back on a threat or promise.”

Alpha nodded. “Pretty much a stickler for that kinda thing.”

“Yeah, but why?”

“Because the moment suit five is filled I join him. You’ll get there first but I’ll be there eventually, six, don’t worry. I think he wants me here for as long as possible though. Slaves to capture remember.”
* * * * *
Monday. Blank had free rein but Alpha restricted him to just upstairs for obvious reasons. Public were coming in regularly, so while four stood sentinel again in his display case, blank examined everything up there. Every whip, every paddle, every belt, cane and item of bondage.

Oh god he couldn’t wait until they were free again to play up here. He’d seen a few Masters for a few night time sessions or the odd weekend of course. But none of them had a place like this.

Once he’d gone through the place from top to bottom he went into the gym, got a bit of exercise and sat on the floor with his back to the sofa to watch whatever Q had on offer on the telly. Then he turned on the radio, permanently tuned to a gay channel and picked up the games controller. He glanced at the clock. He still had five hours to kill.
* * * * *
As for four. More of the same for the morning but then…

Four taps.

“What’s that four?”

Four taps.

“The one in front of you now?”

One tap.

“You hate his guts and want to make him suffer, don’t you?”

One tap.

“I’ll offer him the suit to entice, but I’m not locking him in without Master’s consent. We agreed on friends. Not personal gripes.”

A long pause. One tap.

God he hated that bloke. He stood there staring at four for half an hour. The look of admiration, the walking around, the nods of approval.

“Can I help you, sir?”

“That suit?”

“Yes, sir?”

“How the hell did you get it on that dummy? I can’t see anything, no way in.”

“That’s the display model, sir. Until it’s return is requested it’s sealed on but the way in is through the mouth hole. Very elastic material. Unique in fact, sir.”

“Really. God. So you have others?”

“Of course sir. Want me to get it?”

“If you could.”

Alpha went into the back.

He returned with the suit. Demonstrated how stretchy the mouth was and in minutes he was in.

He looked surprisingly good in it too. Stood there, the most loathsome individual four knew… It was very confusing. He almost fancied him in the suit.

He turned towards the mirror and did all the poses four had when he’d tried it on.

“Bloody hell, it’s good isn’t it.”

“Yes, sir. Very good. But it is in the prototype stage so I’m afraid it’s not for sale.”

“Shit! I would’ve bought it on the spot too! I’ll just have a walk around.”

“Feel free, sir.”

He returned to the counter. “Seems like a pleasant enough chap.”

Two long taps.

“Oh well, I’ll find out at the end of the day.”

One tap.
* * * * *
“So. What is it about him you find so repulsive?”

six tapped away. “Who?”

“Zak. I tapped four times when he stood in front of me.”

“Why?”

“Really wanted him sealed in so I could make him suffer.”

“Ahhhh, Zak’s not that bad is he?”

“Ever been with him in a crowd, six?”

“No, why?”

“He gets worse the more people there are around him. Friendly as pie when there’s only him and you but when more turn up, he really turns off the charm. Belittling comments galore just to make him look big at your expense. Sometimes I don’t think he even knows he’s doing it, he’s been doing it for so long.”

“I wondered why so many people started crossing the street when they saw him.”

“That’s why, yes.”

“Ahhh, one of them eh?” Alpha smirked. “I’ll put it to Master Q, but I think you’ll be disappointed. He’s not one for petty minded vindictiveness.”

It wasn’t long before the laptop rang.

“Alpha. Progress report?”

“We have the weekly takings now. Since four stood on display they’ve gone up by twenty percent. It may increase even more with six too, sir.”

“Excellent. And what did six get up to on his day off?”

“six spent all day upstairs, Sir. I don’t know what it got up to.”

“Staying out of the way during opening hours. Good.”

“Four pressed his pad four times when a man stood before him. He did try on the suit.”

“Four times signifies?”

“Someone he hates, sir. I made a little rhyme of his taps. One for yes, two for no, three for a friend…”

“Clever, Alpha. And this foe? What about him does four hate?”

“Oh, one of those who belittles to make himself look better. The more around him the worse he gets.”

“Four, I’m disappointed in you.” Four leapt out of the seat with such force he almost hit his head on the ceiling. “I do not allow my slaves to engage in personal vendettas. Your friends are one thing. Forget every other thing about your old life.”

“Yes, sir. Sorry, sir.”

“I should think so too. Now, this…”

“Zak, sir.”

“What did he look like in the suit.”

“He looked good sir. If I hadn’t known who was in it even I would’ve fancied him.”

“Well, you know my rules. You know him by name so a blank suit if Alpha chooses or has the opportunity to take him. You, four, will have no part in it. You will not talk to him. You will not touch him. Your fob will not work on him and he’ll even be deaf to your tablet. It should’ve updated itself by now. I ensured there were several enhancements.”

“What like, sir?”

“As well as your suggestion… Hand the tablet to six.”

Four did as he was told. The moment his hands lost contact the screen went black.

“Six. Hand it back.”

It came back on again the moment he held it.

“Now hold it up for six, see if he can type anything on it.”

Again, the moment six touched the screen, it shut down.

“Wow. That’s clever, how does it work, sir?”

“Graphine is conductive, four. Your suits produce a mild electrical field, courtesy of the butt plug. I like multifunction devices. That field acts as electrical ID, similar to RFID tags. Each suit is unique and with it I can grant or deny access to any device that can sense it. It also triggers the security on the entrance. I also updated several other things around the shop… You now no longer require the key card. Only Alpha needs that now. Your suit is your key card.”

“God, it just gets better and better, doesn’t it, six?”

“Oh, one more thing. The fob is also similarly protected. We’ve had more than one escape attempt involving those in the past. Any fob now held by an unauthorised slave will detect its ID and trigger a full escape sequence until it’s dropped.”

“Even better still, sir.” four looked at his fob in awe. “That means we can demonstrate to any new slave the consequences of trying to get out, sir. Without them having to.”

“Very good point, four. Very very good point!”